Do you have a new kitty? Struggling on a name for the cute little fluff ball?
I, too have struggled to find names for my cats, for Kitt-Katt’s name I have my mum to thank for that, during an off-hand comment (You can read exactly what was said in my post: How Tilly became Kitt-Katt) one night that I decided to take to heart.
Oreo was another easy name to give. My boyfriend was struggling on what to name him and told one of my little sisters to name him for him as he couldn’t decided and without an ounce of hesitation said, “Oreo, because his white paws/chest and black coat reminds me of an Oreo, and I like Oreo’s.” So does my boyfriend… and ever since then Oreo as been known as that, Oreo (and Monster on his grumpy days).
Originally I was going to have Bandit (now my little sister’s grey kitty) and even gave him the name Bandit a week or so after deciding I was going to keep him and using that week to search up names, but then after seeing how much sister adored him and talk with my mum we decided to let my sister have him and I gravitated towards a black ball of fluff with the face of a bear. It was a quick and easy decision to make really.
But through my search of trying to find a name for little Bandit I wrote down a whole list of names that I rather liked, not all are for a male cat as a few of the female names caught my eye too.
My LIst Of Cat Names
If you have any to add I would love for you to pop your name suggestion/s below in the comments!
I just wanted to out walk the storm, avoid arriving home in a sopping mess from a unpredictable storm that looked ready to rain hell on everyone in its path at any given moment.
I never wanted to get caught up in his world, I was content living in mine surrounded by my books. But it seemed fate had other plans for me, and I guess I wasn’t going to out walk that storm like planned…
I was walking along the deserted road on a Monday, October evening, lost in thoughts of days pasted and days to come. With the Autumn wind blowing with the promise of an early storm and the rain clouds were looking angrier now than ever.
I left the Library half an hour earlier than I usually did, in the hopes of being able to out walk the storm before it hit and I knew if I kept up my pace, I may just make it before the storm throws down.
Still lost in my thoughts I had just neared the bend when I heard a bloodcurdling scream come from my left…it came from the forbidden forest that was sat there silent and hauntingly at me, almost as if it were mocking me with it’s eerie silence.
It was forbidden to walk through due to all the past animistic attacks, though no one had ever seen the animal in question, that caused the attacks. And some people even thought it was a monster or man turned into a monster that caused those attacks. No one lived through the attacks to tell the tale… so it all remains a mystery to those still living. Nothing for people to do but make up myths and stories in the hopes of keeping children from wandering through
It looked beautiful, but then again, any part of nature untouched by humans usually are breathtaking sights but nothing is as beautiful as the Forbidden Forest when it snows, as every branch and colour is blanketed in white.
A ripple of thunder echoed through the darkening sky making me wrap my arms around myself in the hopes of keep what little body heat I had left enclosed in the small space my body and coat provided.
I was debating on whether or not I should venture into the forest and find the source of that scream or to just ignore it and put it down as my overactive imagination and just go home, when another bloodcurdling scream came again.
Without another thought I changed the direction I had previously been wandering in and stepped foot into the forbidden forest and hoped for the life of me I wasn’t making the wrong decision.
The fallen leaves crackled and crunched beneath my black boots, the only sounds that now greeted my cold tipped ears. The wind seemed to have stopped and the clouds looked ready to rain a storm down on me. I took a deep breath and then jumped as another clap of thunder echoed sounding even louder than before this time accompanied by a quick flash of lightening.
And then…nothing. The sound of crunching leaves where the only things to greet my ears once again. I was starting to question whether I had really heard that scream or if it was actually all in my head. Who would even be out here anyway? And if there was someone here, something bad was/had clearly happened to them, so what could I do? Was I just walking straight into danger? Maybe I should have turned back to the library and phoned the police?
All questions I probably should have asked before walking into the Forbidden Forest alone. Well it was too late for any of that now. Just when I was giving up all hope in finding the cause of that scream I tripped over something, landing hard on my knee’s and spraining one of my wrist as I threw my hands in front of me, trying to brace myself for the impact of the fall.
Clutching my now injured wrist to my chest I sat up and swung my body to look behind me, to find what it was that I had tripped over and froze.
The thing that I had so clumsily fell over while trying to look around at my surroundings looked to be someones limb…a leg to be exact…
It was covered up well with leaves, mud, moss and whatever debris was hidden on the ground that made it hard to tell if that leg had a companion or if it was there solo.
She honestly didn’t want to find out but something in her was pushing her forward, making her move, making her want to find out more and so she slowly started to crawl towards to body with one arm slowly reaching out to touch the leg….
To be continued…..
I hope you all enjoyed this little short expert of completely random and made up on the spot suspense story.
What did you think? I’d love to hear you’re thoughts on my writing and if I should continue this on maybe?
You can find a quote on pretty much anything these days and there are so many amazing, inspiring and captivating quotes that I write down daily in the hopes of applying a little bit of knowledge into my own life.
I have two (almost 3) books FULL to the brim with quotes that I have been collecting since I was 14 and I thought today I would share some of my Autumn/October quotes with you all that I personally loved for one reason or another.
Autumn shows us how beautiful it is to let things go.
I love this quote a lot because there have been a lot of things that I have needed to let go of in order to carry out my future the way I want. There have been people I have had to loose, emotions I’ve had to overcome and a lot of negative energy that I had to learn to let go of.
Autumn is as joyful and sweet as an untimely end.
Autumn is the hardest season. The leaves are all falling, and they’re falling like they’re falling in love with the ground.
Every leaf speaks bliss to me, fluttering from the Autumn tree.
Notice that Autumn is more the season of the soul than of nature.
I hope I can be the Autumn leaf, who looked at the sky and lived. And when it was time to leave, gracefully it knew life was a gift.
The heart of Autumn must have broken here, and poured it’s treasure upon the leaves.
Autumn is the season to find contentment at home by paying attention to what we already have.
And the sun took a step back, the leaves lulled themselves to sleep and Autumn was awakened.
I can smell Autumn dancing in the breeze. The sweet chill of pumpkin, and crisp sun burnt leaves.
Autumn is the mellower season, and what we lose in flowers we more than gain in fruits.
Autumn carries more gold in its pocket than all the other seasons.
No Spring nor Summer beauty hath such grace as I have seen in one autumnal face.
And All at once, Summer collapsed into fall.
Dancing of the Autumn leaves on a surface of a lake is a dream we see when we are awake.
Mehmet Murat Ildan
A fallen leaf is nothing more than a Summer’s wave goodbye.
The tree’s are about to show us how lovely it is to let the dead things go.
Anyone who thinks fallen leaves are dead has never watched them dancing on a windy day.
Wild is the music of the autumnal winds amongst the faded woods.
Fall has always been my favourite season. The time when everything burst with its last beauty, as if nature had been saving up all year for the grand finale
Autumn mornings; Sunshine and crisp air, birds and calmness, year’s end and day’s beginnings.
Autumn leaves are falling, filling up the street; golden colours on the lawn, nature’s trick or treat.
There is something incredibly nostalgic and significant about the annual cascade of Autumn leaves.
Joe L. Wheeler
Listen! The win is rising, and the air is wild with leaves, we have had our Summer evenings, now for October eves.
Autumn… the year’s last loveliest smile.
William Cullent Bryant
Steam rising underneath a canopy of whispering, changing aspens; Starlight in the clear, dark night, and wondrous beauty in every direction. If only all could feel this way, to be so captured and enthralled with Autumn.
Donna Lynnn Hope
It was a beautiful bright Autumn day, with air like cider and a sky so blue you could drown in it.
Diana Gabaldon, Outlander
October’s poplars are flaming torches lighting the way to Winter.
October is the fallen leaf, but it is also a wider horizon more clearly seen. It is the distant hills once more in sight, and the enduring constellations above them once again.
October had the tremendous possibility. The summer’s oppressive heat was a distant memory, and the golden leaves promised the world full of beautiful adventures. They made me believe in miracles.
October was the least dependable of months… full of ghosts and shadows.
Let’s spark up October and make it better than September.
The end of Summer is not the end of the world. Here’s to October….
A. A. Milne
October is crisp days and cool nights, a time to curl up around the dancing flames and sink into a good book.
October is a symphony of permanence and change.
Bonaro W. Overstreet
October is the opal month of the year. It is the mouth of glory, of ripeness. It is the picture month.
Henry Ward Beecher
Bittersweet October. The mellow, messy, leaf-kicking, perfect pause between the opposing miseries of Summer and Winter.
Carol Bishop Hipps
I wish every day was Saturday and every month was October.
Charmaine J. Forde
Ah, lovely October, as you usher in the season that awakens my soul, your awesome beauty compels my spirit to soar like a leaf caught in an Autumn breeze and my heart to sing like a heavenly choir.
Peggy Toney Horton
It must be October, the trees are falling away and showing their true colours.
Charmaine J. Forde
He loved October. Had always loved it. There was something sad and beautiful about it – the ending and beginning of things.
Jacqueline Woodson, If you come softly
I hope you have enjoyed these quotes and please feel free to add your favourites down in the comments!
All through out September I have been trying my hardest to prepare myself for this years October Blogtober! This will be the first time I am joining in with others across the world in Blogtober and I have to say that I am a mixture of dread and excitement.
I dread finding/coming up with content for this October. I struggle to get a single post out weekly and now I’m partaking in a challenge that requires not only to get my content out EVERY. SINGLE. DAY. but I have to make sure I am able to create content for 31 days. Which considering I usually only get around 6 – 8 posts out everyone month, on a good month it’s a big jump to getting 31 posts out in just one month.
But I am excited to see what I am able to come up with and create under pressure. So this is the only warning I’m going to be giving…, if you think the way I run my blog is messy now…. October is going to be showing a whole new side to unorganised and messy because as hard as I may try to plan things out, nothing every works out in my favour, plans go wrong and the best thing I can do is to just wing it.
I know a lot of people may consider me a little insane for taking up this challenge, but honestly, I’ve never claimed to be sane and there’s nothing I love more than a challenge. If I fail, I’ll celebrate what I have managed to achieve and make notes of things I can improve and If I succeed in finishing this challenge, I can celebrate a full win.
I’ve had quite a few people ask me what is ‘Blogtober’? Which I won’t lie, it baffled me as I assumed this was a big blogger thing (being new to the blogging work, my blog isn’t even a year old yet!) but there are still quite a few people who are unaware of it. So I thought I’d explain a little in this post what Blogtober is.
What Is Blogtober?
Blogtober is where blogger from around the world undertake the challenge of creating and posting out new content in October for the full 31 days. Yes, that does include weekends.
From doing my research there doesn’t seem to be any rules to this other than to just create, create and create! So get as creative and adventures as you like.
*Little note* There is a Blogtober Facebook group that you can join if you’d like a bit of interaction with other bloggers throughout the challenge. If you’re going it alone on social media, don’t forget to use the hashtags. Each year has it’s own hashtag, last year’s was, ‘#Blogtober18’ this year’s will be, ‘#Blogtober19’ and next year’s will be ‘#Blogtober20’ and so forth.
Over the next following days I will be attempting to post at least one blog post per day onto my blog, some will be Autumn themed, Halloween themed, Mental Health related, book reviews, product reviews, updates, lifestyle, baking, pets and so much more!
As much as I am dreading the stress (Honestly I’ve been stressed about this since I decided to take on the challenge) I’m so super excited to see how create I can be under a little pressure.
I’d love to know if you plan on joining in with Blogtober and remember if you miss a day or two, don’t beat yourself up over it, keep pushing forward and see just what you can achieve when you don’t allow yourself to give up and give in to the temptation of negative thinking. If you can’t complete the full 31 days, give yourself a pat on the back, be proud of the days you were able to do and make notes on what went wrong so you can work towards higher goals.
With that being said, I hope to hear from those taking part in Blogtober and more than anything I hope everyone enjoys their October, and has a wonderful Halloween ahead of them.
Before I go, I want to leave you with a few words…
There’s always a lesson to be learned when things doesn’t seem it’s brightest and has hard as it can be, sometimes you have to be your light. You have to be your sun on a cloudy day.
Last week I didn’t post anything and that was/is partly due to trying to get through a ton of books in my TBR pile, making notes and then writing out the reviews. On top of my studies of my online courses…
The other reason for my absent is due to planning for Blogtober. It’s also part of the reason for not posting any book reviews yet (I’m saving them for October so I don’t struggle too much through the challenge).
What is Blogtober you ask?
Well, quiet simply ‘Blogtober’ is a challenge brought to blogger all over the world to create content EVERY. SINGLE. DAY. of the month in – you guessed, October!
That does including posting content on weekends and holidays too…
As far as I know there doesn’t seem to be any rules to this challenge, You don’t have to blog simply about Autumn/October themed posts, the only requirement is that we simply create content every single day of the week, in October.
The purpose of ‘Blogtober’ is to push bloggers to be as creative as we can, to push that creative spark in us. Whether you are full time, part time or occasional blogger, doing a challenge as demanding as ‘Blogtober’ can allow your viewers to get to know the person behind the blog better.
Because this challenge asks for content EVERY single day I have decided to jump ahead and get started on some content to make the challenge a little smoother for me as I know how terrible I am at procrastinating.
Are you attempting ‘Blogtober’ too? I’d love to know down in the comments!
I have a few blog posts coming up this week to do with ‘Blogtober’ and tomorrow for Suicide Prevention Day. I know this post is a little short and I want thank you all for sticking with me!
Have you been/overcome/are still getting bullied? Would like to share your story to help inspire others? Then please feel free to get in touch with me! I can link the story back to you or we can keep things completely anonymous, it’s completely up to you!
Also I had won a little giveaway and received an amazing book by Marion Grace Woolley author of ‘The Children of Lir’ ( another review I can’t wait to share with you all).
Thank you for reading and I hope you all have a fantastic week!
Taking a step back from blogging can be hard, it can be even harder to determine when you are meant to take that little break from blogging. But it can also be even harder to determine when to come back.
A couple of weeks ago, I did just that. I took my first break from blogging since I started it this year in February.
At first it killed me (maybe a little bit dramatic) but It did make me feel like a failure, like I wasn’t ready to deal with anything. Not even something that I wanted to do.
But the feelings didn’t last and the longer I took from blogging, the more I saw myself and my mental health improve. – you can read more about it here in my post called: Taking that un-guilty break from blogging.
Deciding to take that break wasn’t easy, I ran through a lot of emotions, put my loved ones through a lot of emotions too as well but I won’t take any of it back as I noticed and started believing in the benefits of taking a little break away from things.
But when deciding to take a break, how do we know its the right time to come back out of hiding and crawl back out from that rock we hide ourselves in while hiding from our own stress and responsibilities. How do you know when you are ready to see that light of day again?
In the end I decided that a week away is what I needed, that a week would help me…and it did. But how did I come to the conclusion that a week is exactly what I needed, how did I know that after a week I’d be ready to take on the world again?
Well the truth is, I didn’t know. In my head, a week seemed like a reasonable enough time to get my head back on my shoulders. A week seemed like a good amount of time to take off and forget there’s even a world around me.
Before taking the break I had decided already that if I were to go through with it, I’d only be able to keep myself away for a week. And I was right. The entire time I was a way I was itching to write something, to DO something but forced myself away.
Then I found myself back into my old routine of self loathing for a little while as I had nothing to pour my bad energy into, at first I even kept myself away from books knowing I’d end up picking one of the ones that needed reviewing and probably end up reviewing it! I had to set myself boundaries and rules and distract my brain with other things to occupy my time.
But by Sunday morning I knew I was ready to go back to blogging on Monday. My heart and my head felt lighter, my body was more relaxed and there was a little peacefulness inside of me for a little bit.
However it wasn’t only the feelings I had that made me believe it was time to come back out of “hiding”.
I had 2 signs show me that I was ready:
Was the feelings I felt. The lightness in my heart, it made me feel as though I was ready to take on the pain of others, to help good people through bad times. I was ready to start chasing my dreams again, not keep fighting and not give up. I truly did feel as though I could take on the world with a genuine smile plastered to my face.
The second came in the form of body weight. For the first time in I don’t even know how long to be honest, I am almost 7 stone! In the week I had taken for myself, I had put on weight without realising it which is a sign that my body is starting to realise when it’s hungry again, starting to unconsciously give me hunger signs back without me even realising it until I weighed myself.
Through this I realised that the break way did me a massive deal of good, but not once did I loose that passion to blog, to write, to help, to keep chasing my dreams.
It showed me that even when doing something we love, something we enjoy, we still need to remember to take a break away from it. Otherwise you’ll find yourself hating the very thing you used to love.
When I realised that just how light I felt, that’s when I knew it was time to come back. That I was ready to face whatever, and ready to keep fighting for the future I want, for the dreams I want to achieve.
And I know I’m not the only one capable of such things! Connecting with so many amazing bloggers/creators/business people/authors and following their journey helps in reminding me that everyone falls off the horse at some point, falling off doesn’t matter, what does is getting back on.
I want to thank you all for taking the time to read my post and I hope you are all having a wonderful week so far! And never forget that if ever you feel the need to talk to someone, my messages are always open to you. I will listen, I won’t judge you, and I can assure you that everything that is discussed between us will be discussed under confidentiality, not a single thing will be shared UNLESS I feel you are harm to yourself or others (but we know most cases that isn’t the case, but I do feel as though it’s something I should state).
In a busy world that never seems to stop or slow down it can often make us feel as though we are behind in our lives, we are constantly out looking to achieve that goal that will get us that one step closer to where we want to be.
And so often because of this we either forget to take little breaks or we choose not to have them, convincing ourselves that it makes us weak in some way or stressing ourselves by thinking of how far behind we will be if we take that little break.
But at some point we all have to put down out work\activity\project and pick up a cup of tea with maybe a book or two in order to give our minds a little rest. If you are anything like me then you too find it difficult to justify taking a break, to relax without feeling guilty for it. For the sake of our mental health though, it such an incredibly necessary thing to do.
Last week after experiencing a few very difficult few months where my mental health slipped a little, and after making a tweet and receiving some much needed advice… I made the decision not to give up on my dreams, not to let my mental illness and dark cycles take over again and took a week away from blogging.
Day one, I felt incredibly stupid. Thinking to myself, ‘are you seriously going to take a break in the first year of your blogging days? Are you really that breakable that you can’t handle the responsibility, work and stress that comes with blogging? Are you really that weak?’…
Day one, I found myself in a self-hate thought loop.
Day two, was a little better. I was able to break easily from the self-hate thought loop, however the fact that I was able to break from it made me hopeful that the next day would get better. I still didn’t really want to blog, only wanting to do it because I felt like I HAD to and not because I WANTED to.
Day three, was MUCH easier. The self-hate thought loops came less, I was able to actually enjoy my time away from my laptop and enjoy the present moments.
As the days wore on the less guilty I stated to feel and that was mainly because I realised two things in that week;
I notice a big improvement in my mental health. I’ve even managed to gain the most weight this week than I have probably ever and although I have mixed feelings on my body changing, it’s made me feel more positive and hopeful.
Time way gave me time to refocus, re-plan, re-brand (I’ll be doing a post shortly on what I mean about this) and re-approach how I blog. It’s also helped to give me new ideas for new blog posts!
When taking this break I didn’t pick up a book at first, knowing that if I did I would have picked up one of the ones that it’s my TBR pile and I’d probably end up having written up a review on it and posting onto my blog. And so with that in mind I set myself some rules, some boundaries, because the temptation to do something I told myself I wasn’t allowed to. The temptation of carrying on even though it was stressing me beyond even what I realised was ALMOST too much to resist. Don’t get me wrong I have NO self control what so ever and that usually is my biggest flaw but thankfully I have fallen in love with someone who probably has the most self control I’ve ever witness in one person and he helps keep my temptations kept aside so I am able to focus on the bigger picture.
So what did I do to ensure that I would not dive back into blogging?:
I kept my laptop hidden away inside of two bags and placed in the cupboard (yes I am that bad that I have to resort to such lengths to assure I don’t give into temptation).
I started focusing a little more on my candles, how I really want them to look, how I want them to appear, the labelling and picking out the names of them. A lot of that got swiped aside as I was also focusing on how to make my blog and go through with becoming a blogger.
I focused a little more on planning my WIP (Work in progress) and writing more in my notebooks (yes I did mean I had to buy more notebooks, that part actually made me really happy. I’m always happy to have a reason to buy a new notebook or two).
I took a lot more nature walks with my boyfriend as well as spending a lot more quality time with him (rather than sitting in the same room while I work on my blog and he does his thing).
I started to read for pleasure again. A year or two ago I had stopped reading, finding myself unable to focus on the story line any longer I just stopped reading. I lost my love for reading for a while. That was until I read Olga Gibbs fantastic page turning book Heavenward and Hallow. But even then with my love of reading returned to me I didn’t look for books that I wanted to read and I limited myself to reading ONLY books that I was going to review. If I wasn’t reviewing it, then I wasn’t reading it.
Lastly, I’ve started getting back into all the things I used to love when I was younger. (Reading, Writing, writing music, playing the piano, writing my own poems again and tracking my dreams through a dream journal, and so on).
With everything in mind, I’m VERY much aware of how difficult it can be to make the decision to take that break, to let yourself relax and to accept that you can re-grow from your time away.
But when your mental health is suffering, when you find yourself no longer able to enjoy the things you used to, when getting up in the morning feels like a chore again instead of a blessing to be a wake, to be alive and this opportunity to do something new, something different, something fun or exciting. That’s when you need to be able to step back and think to yourself, ‘I need a break,’ and you need to do so without the guilt.
No one should ever feel guilty for looking after themselves, for being able to say stop when they need to. No one should feel guilty for giving your brain that break, your creativity side that much needed rest to refuel.
No one should feel guilty for taking a needed break.
I want to thank everyone who spoke to me, gave me words of encouragement and advice. I could never repay you for your kind words or for helping in stopping me from making probably one of the worst decisions of my life this year.
I came very close to giving up on my dreams and on my blog but with the support from some incredible people and strangely timed WordPress “achievement” that reminded me a year ago on the 10th August 2018 I made a WordPress account and for 2 months even created a free blog site before quickly deleting it due to self-doubt and insecurities.
This year wasn’t about giving up, that was last year, this year is meant be about fighting the fear and fighting for what I want. The biggest fight will always be with myself but I refuse to let that side of me win any longer, I’m ready to live the life I want.
Like my yearly quote says;
If you can’t fight fear, fight scared.
And that’s exactly what I pan to do.
I also want to thank you all so much for sticking by my side and for taking the time to read my post. I hope everyone has a wonderful week a head of them, and don’t let those Monday Blue’s get you!
P.S – I have a Harry Potter giveaway running on my Facebook page, Instagram and Twitter, where I will be picking not 1 but TWO winners. So be sure to check that out!
And so it’s time for me to FINALLY release my review of this spectacular debut book ‘Blood Awakens’ Book 1 in the Awaken quartet by the equally wonderful Jessaca Willis.
True to the title of her book, Blood Awakens follow the stories of a few individuals fighting and trying to survive in a panic-stricken world where everyone runs on anxious thoughts and unexplained fear, where the strong stay strong and the weak get killed. A world where the different are more than feared, they are targeted, targeted by terror-stricken and frightened people.
People called Sean a blood guide, though he never fully understood why. As far as he knew, he could hear heartbeats and heal people. It wasn’t until he walked in on his brother’s brutal murder that he learned of the darker nature of his power: blood speaks to him, and he to it. With a simple song, he can command it to do whatever he wants, and in that moment, he showed his brother’s murderers no mercy. Now Sean must fight to keep his inner demons in check and his path to redemption begins with the establishment of sanctuary for people like him, people with powers, the Awakened.
Graciela is one of many who did not Awaken, but she’s watched as her brother’s power as an Empath—the ability to sense other’s emotions—has brought him to the brink of death. Together, they set across Central America in search of a cure, or at the very least, safety. What they find is a sanctuary called Hope, the same one Sean governs.
But they soon discover that even from within the compounds of the sanctuary, no one is safe. Not when there are people in the world with unimaginable power and insatiable bloodlust.
(Readers Note) This book is “New adult” fantasy, with moderate violence, and one or two mild curse words, but otherwise appropriate for mature teenagers and older. There is no sex or drugs in this book.
If you are looking for a “New adult” dark fantasy read with mystery, love, loss, lies, heartache, high emotions with a touch of magic and post-apocalyptic drama then this is one book you are going to want to pick up and never put down!
E-book details File size - 3210KB Print length - 328 pages Publisher - Amazon Publication date - 26th June 2019
Paper Back Details Series - The Awakened (book 1 in the Awakened Quartet) Paperback - 326 Publisher - Jessaca Willis 27th June 2019 Language - English
Blood Awakens is the first debut novel by the incredible Jessaca Willis, the first instalment of the ‘Awaken Quartet’ series.
About the Author
Jessaca is a fantasy writer, with an inclination towards the paranormal, dystopian, dark, and horror sub genres.
Growing up in the 90’s and early 2000’s, Jessaca spent her free time heavily immersed in books and shows such as Harry Potter, True Blood, The Sword of Truth/Legend of the Seeker, and Merlin, so much so that at one point she truly believed fantasy worlds were real (maybe she still does). Her passion for the unimaginable and the magnificent grew, leading Jessaca to a career in fantasy writing, with an inclination toward the dark, horror, paranormal, and dystopian/apocalyptic sub-genres.
Before she realized being an author was more than her own fantasy though, she was a wandering college student who believed in making the world a better place. She studied social work for her undergraduate and graduate degrees, and participated in a number of study abroad programs that led her to countries such as Guatemala, Italy, and Bolivia. So that her studies don’t become entirely useless, Jessaca draws heavily from her experiences abroad and from her education in human development, social institutions (race, gender, class, sexuality, etc.), mental health, and family roles, to incorporate into her novels and short stories.
Jessaca is a self-proclaimed nerd who loves cosplay, video games, and comics. She grew up and still lives in Portland, Oregon, where she resides with her partner and their fur- and human-babies.
For me the first chapter of a book is everything, especially as lately I find myself more easily distracted now than I was back in my younger days of reading.
And I have to say that during the first chapter of Jessaca’s debut novel I found myself fully immersed into Sean’s life, hook, line and sinker.
During the first chapter of Blood Awakens we are sucked into the mind and thoughts that is Sean as he makes his way home from being fired under injustice circumstances. He receives a frantic and confusing phone call unaware that that would be the start of bigger changes for him and his brother, life would never be the same for, Sean again. Through his thoughts we are able to imagine the world that he is living in, a world that feel much like the dark ages but with technology, a world where people act irrationally and impulsive. Full of fear and hate for the unknown, we really get to see the injustice world that the “Awakens” have no choice but to endure.
From the start this book had my emotion on the fray! The way that Jessaca was able to use incredible and engaging style of writing that helped draw her readers into her book and into the life of the characters she had built and gave life to.
Blood Awakens gives you a very realistic and post-apocalyptic view on what the world around us would be like if people had suddenly started to “awaken” without prompt.
Of course this book isn’t all about Sean and his tragedies in life but also the trials and struggles of other Awakened and non-Awaken (people who haven’t woken into their power) people such as Graciela who is fiercely loyal to the Awakened, even though she is one of the “non-awakened”, though I’m sure that her brother being one of them has had a help in swaying her beliefs in what is right, what is wrong, who is dangerous and who is not.
But having to watch her beloved brother live and suffer with his “gift” of being one of the Awakened has taken its own toll on poor Graciela. All she wants is a safe place for her and her brother to live out her days but with the world so caught up in their own terror, a safe place is few and far.
Blood Awakens takes you along on a suspense filled journey, with strong elements of family, loyalty, survival, drama and action, love and loss, magic and wonder that left me wanting more and kept me turning page after page! (or more accurately for me it kept me swiping on my kindle to read more!)
This wasn’t like anything I have read before and I loved it for that reason!
All the characters in this novel are extremely well written and engaging. Giving you a little glimpse each time into their lives, their thoughts and feelings, I truly felt as though I was living in a post-apocalyptic world where anyone could turn on you in a second if you were “Awakened”, where I truly experience the irrational fear to the unknown.
Jessaca’s brilliant word building skills are able to transport you into her book and into the lives of her characters.
For me Blood Awakens gets a 5/5 star rating.
If you would like to find out more about Jessaca’s books or Jessaca herself then feel free to click on one of the links below!
Before I start I just want to say thank you so much Hannah for nominating me for such a lovely award!
Simply, give a shout out to the blogger that nominated you for this award and make sure to link back to their blog
Write 11 facts about yourself
Don’t forget to post the award on your blog
And, answer the fun questions set up by the blogger amazing enough to nominate you
After that, Nominate 11 amazing bloggers who you feel deserve this award and don’t forget to tag them to help spread the blogging love
11 Random facts about me
I am deathly afraid of moths (though I feel as though I’ve mention this one somewhere before)
Until this year I never really watch T.V other than adult cartoons.
I’ll eat anything chocolate
I have three cats but want more in the future. (I highly doubt my boyfriend could cope with another cat in the around though!)
It’s no secret that I LOVE purple. But I also really like the colours Green and Blue.
I love books! But when I was a teen you would only ever find me reading things to do with vampires, werewolves and anything supernatural/paranormal.
I LOVE baking but HATE cooking.
I’m obsessed with anything tiny and/or cute. If it’s small I’ll more than likely impulse buy it and regret it later while taking loads of pictures of it…
When I was younger I used to refused to wear shoes unless they had some kind of heel that made that click/clomp sound as you walked by.
In truth, at heart, I’m still that little girl that only wants to wear loud high heels but now with my anxiety I can’t handle it as I feel it draws far too much attention to me.
And, lastly, I’m not at all an interesting person 🙂 .
11 Questions by Hannah
(1) If you could wake up in any fictional world, where would it be?
Any fictional world that has a unicorn. If I ever got to meet one, I’m pretty sure I’d become the happiest person alive.
(2) You can suddenly talk to just one species of animal, which would it be?
Umm, Cats. Purely because I’d really love to know what my cats are trying to say to me all the time.
(3) What’s the first memory you can remember?
Umm, being about five/six and running off to the skate park to do some skating, before venturing out into the “forbidden” Woods. I can’t really remember why everyone parents told us not to go in there, I loved it over there and even ended up creating my own little den for me and my friends when I was little older.
(4) What type of decor do you really need more of in your home/living space?
Books, I love decorating every room in books 😛 .
(5) You get a superpower of your choice, but you have to trade in three of your skills or positive traits. Which superpower do you get, and what do you trade for it in return?
I don’t trade anything or gain anything because my anxiety wouldn’t let me handle having a superpower.
(6) If you could only watch one movie ever again for the rest of your life, which would it be?
School of Rock without even thinking about it!
(7) Think back to your favourite place you’ve ever been. Where was it. and why did you love it so much?
The woods. Because it’s full of nature, animals, insects and critters, colours, peaceful sounds and usually no people.
(8) What are your most important goals that you’re focusing on right now?
Helping others through my blog
Writing my novel
Getting my candles out there into the world
Growing my blog and social media’s
Continue learning more about certain mental health topics
Gaining some control over my anxiety and depression
Keep focusing on getting healthier
Getting myself to the point I can up my yoga practice and do more demanding positions
Reconnecting with myself
Not to loose myself through my mental health again
Continue re-learning to do all the things I used to love, e.g, Reading a lot more, writing my own poems and lyrics again, drawing again, playing the piano/keyboard again and focusing more on the things that use to give me joy
And just in general to make it through each month without giving up or giving in.
(9) Would you rather never eat your favourite food again or never see your favourite animal again?
Never eat my favourite food again, I don’t have a great relationship with food as it is, but I do with my pets. I couldn’t bare not seeing them ever again!
(10) If you could learn any language, which would it be and why?
Gaelic, I’m not actually sure why.
(11) What’s a difficult lesson learnt in life that you’re now grateful for?
Not to judge a book by its cover. Which goes both ways, just because someone looks and acts good at first doesn’t necessarily mean they are and just because someone looks or acts bad doesn’t necessarily mean they are bad.
My 11 Questions for my nominee’s
What is you’re all time favourite book? Something you could read again and again?
Do you chew your pens/pencils?
What is your song of the week?
What was your favourite childhood cartoon?
What is your Chinese astrological sign?
Have you ever been to a concert?
What was your first ever concert?
Are you named after anyone? (Example, family member, celebrity, Place).
When looking through a blog you don’t really take into account that perhaps the mind behind the blog, could be riddled with nothing but anxiety but for me that’s my life.
I know that a lot of people escape to the cyber world as a “easier” way to connect with other people, as a less anxious way of connecting with other people. But unfortunately I’ve not fully experienced this, I mean sure, I DO find it easier to connect and engage with people on the internet than I do in real life but all the anxiety that comes with talking to someone in person, still follows me when I try the same thing online.
I feel like because I have spent so much of my time locking myself away from people, that communicating to others is just as difficult for me as talking to animals, I feel like I am saying all the wrongs things, coming off strange, intense, emotional? Maybe even at times crazy, though that could be my own personal feelings being projected outwardly. One of my biggest fears is becoming insane, a strange fear to carry I suppose but one I have never been able to shake off. Between fearing that and barbie dolls… my nightmares can be interesting to say the least.
But I’m rambling and getting myself off topic.
I maybe be stalling a little to, if I were honest with myself. Anxiety is a very close and sensitive subject for me, it’s something I have spent many years blaming for ruining my life before I even got the chance to begin one. I’ve spent my whole life helping others anyway I can, keeping my head down when possible, staying out of trouble (As much as one can), keeping the old saying, ‘treat others how you want to be treated’, Glued to memory. But over time quickly came to realise that I was one of a VERY small few you stuck to such an oath.
As I got older, my need to protect myself out weighed the need to protect someone else and instead of going out of my way to help people, I found myself only helping those I happened to come across needing help, then it got to the point where I wasn’t even doing that because I wasn’t leaving my house.
During that time I never saw myself as locking myself away from people or not experiencing anything because I lived my life in books. From the moment my eyes were open to the moment I could no longer stay awake I was reading, I was living the adventure of someone else, exploring a new world, meeting new and exciting people, helping and saving others. To me I wasn’t missing out on anything because I was experiencing it all every time I touch a book or started writing another of my own.
But of course books weren’t my saving grace for long, I eventually started to notice just how lonely and out of touch with… everything, I was, that I still am. And although my boyfriend manage to save me in parts and massively help me in others, my anxiety has still manage to overrule me, overrule my life.
My anxiety known’s no bounds.
And it’s followed me through my blogging too. There isn’t a moment that goes by that I’m not twitching with the thought of deleting my blog and just ending the constant anxiety that has clung to me since starting it.
Putting yourself out into the world can be a scary thing, to someone who finds it incredibly difficult to leave the house to go across the road (a two minute journey if that!) to go into the shop for something as simple as milk, putting yourself out into the world can feel like a death sentence.
A blog at first seemed like a less scary root to take, a lesser of two evils if you will. It seemed like I’d be able to have a lot of control over who views it…which kind of defeated the goals I had intended for this blog.
If I want my blog to reach people, to help people, inspire people or simply even entertain/ interest them for a few minutes then I had to accept keeping my blog open for people to view, I had to have less control over the privacy settings, for what was the point in having a blog for people to read if I kept it on private so no one could?
I don’t read my own posts, which I know is terrible because I also know there are many mistakes that need correcting. But I just can’t bring myself to go through my posts, I don’t trust myself not to delete them if I’m being completely honest.
I always tell everyone that the comments are open for your own opinion and good or bad I want to hear them…but I do have my comments on monitored as in I monitor every comment that comes in and it doesn’t get publicly seen unless I want it to and I told myself it was because of trolls, and a few months ago that would have been 100% true as there was a particular one that has been emotionally and mentally exhausting me but other than that one? And one other incident that occurred with another “mental health blogger” – I air quote that because I’m not entirely sure that that’s what he is at the moment, it just seems to me more than anything he is reaching out and looking for other mental health suffers to mess with- who later apologised for his behaviour towards the end of the night.
Other than those two, VERY small negative things, I have not had one issue with anyone I have come across online, nor an issue since starting my blog. No one has come to personally attack me or my blog and for most people that would be reassurance enough for them. I’ve made friends with bloggers who have been attacked by many trolls but are still brave enough to keep their comments from monitoring them the way I can.
Usually what I do is, I write a post out and I will post it on whatever day I had decided that it should go out on. After that I’ll promote it as quickly as possible and just s quickly try to forget about it, I don’t go back to it and read over what I have write, I don’t correct the mistakes that are made and I don’t notice them to begin with because I never give myself the chance to.
I really want to change the way I have been approaching blogging. I have been quoting all year, “If you can’t fight fear, then fight scared” but I’m still letting fear fight and beat me. I’m still letting it control me in some ways and I really don’t want to show across my blog, this whole year is about BIG and HEALTHY, changes and I feel that changing my tactic when it comes to how I blog could truly benefit both me, my blog and anyone out there reading it.
It’s time to truly let go of my fear, to accept the negative that comes along with it but also to embrace all the positive benefits that it can bring too.
I wish you all, as always, a wonderful start to the week. Don’t let those Monday blue’s catch you! Whatever you are going through, whatever challenge you are facing, you can face and there isn’t a soul out there that doesn’t have another caring for them, even if all the negativity in your life has blinded you to them, never lose hope!